Silence.
The previously noisy prisoners now seed collectively mute, casting bewildered glances at Chen Feng. It was an incredibly strange scene...
Chen Feng held a blood-dripping blade, and at his feet lay a fresh corpse. Yet, his face was adorned with a gentle smile, reminiscent of a salesman selling goods to a custor.
Murder.
The loss of a vibrant life.
Ma Biao considered himself ruthless, especially after the apocalypse, becoming so cruel as to push over twenty people off a building, leaving them for the monsters to tear apart and devour. However, when he killed, his heart would race and his eyes would fill with blood. These were instinctive reactions, bodily responses he could not avoid.
But Chen Feng before him...
Ma Biao observed carefully. When Chen Feng killed Ah Yu, he didn’t even blink. His gaze was clear. No, perhaps it was indifferent. In his eyes, there was no fear, only pure disregard for life.
Madman!
Ma Biao swallowed hard. He had to admit that the other’s actions made him feel sowhat uncomfortable.
"Quite a good spot, can barely serve as a stronghold. To thank you for your gift, let send you to your deaths..."
Squelch!
As soon as Chen Feng’s words fell, his whole body lunged toward a nearby thug, slashing down with a boning knife and slicing open his chest.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Chen Feng bent low, like a walking cat in the jungle, continued forward. With a flick of his wrist, a streak of blood appeared, cutting across the neck of the second thug.
In less than ten seconds, two lives ca to an abrupt end.
Ma Biao was terribly shocked. At that mont, he was completely stunned by Chen Feng’s speed. Disregarding the previous thoughts of tornting the other, as a professional, he had only one thought now, and that was to quickly see this "scourge" dead!
"Shoot! Shoot him to death!"
Several thugs reacted, taking over the police station, they had seized so guns. At this ti, three n simultaneously drew pistols on Chen Feng. At this distance, no matter how fast he ran, he had no chance of survival.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
It’s over.
Ma Biao’s eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were tightly clenched. As an underworld boss, what scene hadn’t he witnessed? With the dawn of the apocalypse, he even beca a Rock Warrior, and his newfound strength fueled his ambition, making him as a professional heedless of everything.
In fact, he did have the capital for it, within a few days, more than twenty-five people were pushed down as at offerings. In this room, he held the power of life and death over everyone.
For him, Chen Feng’s appearance was utterly unexpected.
The rise and fall of the knife, and three lives vanished just like that. In those few short seconds, even Ma Biao’s hair stood on end, though unwilling to admit it, if his opponent’s target were himself, he might have beco a corpse by now.
Chilled to the bone.
Beads of cold sweat on Ma Biao’s forehead hadn’t yet been wiped away, fortunately... all of this was about to end.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A series of gunshots rang out, a moan echoed in the room, followed by a stinging stench.
"What is this?"
"A ghost...a ghost!"
"Shoot it dead! Don’t let it co over!"
And as the surrounding thugs plunged into panic, a dark tentacle lashed out, directly wrapping around a prisoner’s waist and fiercely smashing them to the ground, turning the prisoner into a lump of bloody mangled corpse in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, the other thugs went mad too. They desperately dodged to the sides as if insane, several fearless ones still kept firing, attempting to kill this beast.
But unfortunately... they still made the wrong choice.
Inferior Demon.
A conglorate of rotting flesh and sludge, its decaying body hindered the bullets’ power.
The Inferior Demon swung a tentacle to lift a table, flinging it forcefully, knocking down several gun-wielding thugs, and exerting strength instantly, shattering their chests, rendering them a pile of broken n.
"What is this?"
Staring at the ugly and strong monster before him, Ma Biao’s pupils contracted. He couldn’t comprehend how this being appeared in front of him.
At the critical mont.
Ma Biao shouted a battle cry, his arms undergoing a qualitative change, in a mont, his arms transford into pairs of stone arms, the Rock Warrior, his only trump card.
At all costs.
Find a way to kill that creature!
Breathing heavily, Ma Biao’s gaze fixed on the Inferior Demon, in the next second, he stepped forward, attempting to deliver a heavy blow.
"Swish!"
A sharp pain in the leg, Ma Biao instantly fell to the ground.
In his left leg, a strange arrow covered with barbs was embedded.
A straight long leg stepped out from behind the monster, she had long white hair, and in her hand, she held a beautifully crafted longbow.
An enchanting woman.
The subsequent upheaval left Ma Biao completely bewildered, a monster, an enchantingly abominable woman, how had they... appeared?
"A bunch of useless things, even having you is of no use."
As Chen Feng spoke, he extended a finger, forefinger pointing forward, indicating the fate of these prisoners.
The next mont, a dazzling light flashed, the Dark Elf holding an arrow, such close-range killing didn’t consu her strength, firing continuously, and in a few seconds, up to five were shot dead, turning into eternally cold corpses.
anwhile, the Inferior Demon pressed forward, the thugs didn’t even have a chance to evade, crushed to a pulp, dead beyond dead.
"No... "
"Don’t kill ... I’ll let you be the boss... from now on everything you say goes."
"Look at my abilities, I’m different from ordinary people..."
Ma Biao’s voice trembled, pleading for rcy.
A flash of cold light.
Ma Biao was shot directly through the neck, a burst of blood blossod, and twelve people, in an instant turned into corpses.
To Chen Feng, death beca rather insignificant. Since the opponent had the initiative to kill, then they should also have the awareness of being killed. This unruly lot, even if subdued, would only maintain relationships through reprimand and force.
Chen Feng liked things simpler.
Whoever it is, anyone standing in the way of his survival was his enemy. For friends, he might not be gentle as the spring breeze, but for enemies, Chen Feng could guarantee ruthlessness...
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